As the elevator jolted back to life, Meredith and Mary Anne found themselves plunged into motion, the sudden movement catching them off guard. But amidst the chaos, there was a glimmer of hope, a chance for the sisters to finally confront the ghosts of their past.
Face Off
Meredith took a deep breath, her heart pounding in her chest as she turned to her sister. "Mary Anne," she began, her voice tinged with emotion, "I'm so sick of you looking down on me and judging my life as if I am not good enough!"
Mary Anne, appalled by her sister's audacity to blame their strife on her, responded abruptly. "You're blaming ME because you did absolutely nothing with your life? What now, since dad is gone and no one will give you money, the whole world is suddenly against the great beautiful Meredith? You are such a BITCH!"
Fight In The Elevator
Unexpectedly, Meredith slaps Mary Anne. Shocked and hurt, Mary Anne slaps Meredith back until she falls against the wall in the elevator. Then, like a wrestling match the two sisters began pushing each other from one side of the elevator to the other. Meredith would slap Mary Anne and Mary Anne would slap Meredith. Both sisters engaged in hairpulling and yelling hurtful cusswords to belittle each other.
"That's why you're fat as a cow!" - Mary Anne
"Your husband is gay!" - Meredith
"At least I have a husband!" - Mary Anne
"I hate you!" - Meredith
"I hate your more!" - Mary Anne
When suddenly, they both tripped and ended up on the floor as the elevator stopped again.
Compassion Creeps In
Mary Anne's eyes glistened with tears as she looked at her sister, "I'm so sick of fighting you. It's exhausting," as they both sighed in each corner of the elevator. "I know, Mary Anne," Meredith whispered, her voice choked with sobbing emotion. "I'm so sorry. I've messed up so many times, and now I have no one left in my life."
A weird moment of silence erupted as Meredith began crying, her voice padded by men working on fixing the elevator.
Mary Anne felt a pang of sympathy for her sister, her heart aching at the sight of Meredith's vulnerability. But the years of hurt and resentment bubbled to the surface, and she couldn't hold back any longer. "Do you have any idea how hurtful it is to grow up in your shadow?" she exclaimed, her voice trembling with anger. "No matter what I did, it was never good enough compared to you."
Tears streamed down Meredith's cheeks as she reached out to her sister, her voice barely above a whisper. "I know, Mary Anne. I'm so sorry," she pleaded, her words a desperate cry for forgiveness. "I don't want to be this way anymore. I want us to be a family again."
Mary Anne hesitated for a moment, her heart torn between the pain of the past and the hope of reconciliation. But as she looked into her sister's eyes, she saw a glimmer of sincerity that she hadn't seen in years. "I want that too, Meredith," she whispered, her voice softening with compassion. "But it's going to take time."
Meredith nodded, her tears mingling with Mary Anne's as they embraced, the weight of years of hurt and resentment falling away in that moment of shared vulnerability. And as the elevator doors finally slid open, the sisters stepped out into the light, with their clothes now wrinkled, eye shadow smeared, and their hair displaced all over their heads, their hearts were filled with the promise of a new beginning.